Day 319: Runaway horses

We have had the craziest weather this week, ranging from 40C odd to bucketing down with rain for the last 24 hours, a flow on impact from Cyclone Yasi that hit Far North Queensland this week.  But by far the worst day was Tuesday which was the hot day.  It was windy, horrible and the day that I had to work from home in order for the new blinds to be installed.  I knew that it was going to be a disrupted day but that was an understatement.  We had a truckload of people through here including:

- Two people installing blinds
- Jarrad who delivered the fabulous new furniture
- Bob, Pete and Sparkie Dave

- The showerscreen man and his apprentice who installed the bathroom mirrors, at last

- Donna from the window furnishings shop who had to drop off some curtain tracks and her daughter

Then later in the day, the guy who installed the security system and a lady who bought our filing cabinet from eBay came by.  So productivity was fairly low during the day and I had to make it up in the evening, which is not my favourite time to work.  However on the house front, a lot was achieved and the place has been transformed by the blinds and the fabulous Danish furniture.  You've seen the furniture; now here are the blinds:

On the left is what Stos calls "the horsie blind".  I bought two metres of the Horse Stampede fabric in the Signature Prints sale last year, without quite knowing what to do with it, but for less than half price, it was definitely worth picking up.  Then I remembered that we had a small window in the 3rd bedroom and the amount of fabric might just stretch to a blind.  When we were discussing this with Donna, she looked dubious, then told us to leave it wither her and she would make it work.  Which she did, with some fabric left over.  The blind on the right is typical of those in the rest of the house, with the 2nd and 3rd bedroom blinds having block-out lining.  With window furnishings in, the house looks fully dressed.  Stos had likened having no curtains to going down the street in your tracksuit pants.  I'm not sure about that analogy - I shop in trakkies.  Just what is he saying?!